Legend of Swordsman

Each figure is like Yuanzhu Yuezhi, full of domineering breath.

In particular, that figure was dressed in extravagant clothes, and there were eight rose feathers in the hair. The breath it exuded was already beyond his imagination.

"Conflict? Lihuozong?" Jian Wushuang looked at him, frowning slightly. "Are you also worthy?"

Suddenly, a flash of humiliation flashed across the faces of the five Yanxian.

They are proud of the imperial sect gate from the fire sect, across several heavens, and accept the disciples.

Although it is nothing in the big division, the top practitioners in the surrounding heaven are all proud of entering the Lihuo Sect.

But at the moment, he was humiliated by the faceless face.

That net face Yan Xianqiang endured the plan, and said in a deep voice, "You juniors should not be too angry, maybe we will meet again in the future."

Jian Wushuang squinted at him, and then shot directly. An unmatched force of strength swept up, and the Yan Xian who was lying on the ground and stunned to death was strangled to become a powder, and no point of Xianyuan was left.

All Yanxian was startled, they never thought Jianwushuang would kill a Yanxian without any signs.

"Leave those two boys, I will let you go." Jian Wushuang looked at them softly.

Jingmian Yanxian strongly suppressed the anger in his heart, knowing that he was hit by a hard stubble today, but even if he threw down the two thin bodies, he turned and left.

The five Yanxian, like the five streamers, did not intend to leave this side of the sky at all.

But the facts are not always as expected.

Jian Wushuang raised his hand and threw the real sword to Chen Qing.

Chen Qingxin understood, and there was a grin on the corner of his mouth, and his figure disappeared.

To cut the grass and eliminate the roots to prevent future troubles, this is his criterion for doing things.

But after a while, Tianjiao burst into screams.

Jian Wushuang didn't care about those. He carried the hip flask, walked slowly, and finally stopped in front of the two thin bodies and crouched down.

"Look up and look at me." He said softly.

The dead fish-like figure moved hard, and then seemed to have exhausted all his strength, lifting his **** head.

"Thanks, Master Xie..."

After uttering this sentence unclearly, he passed out.

Shaking his head helplessly, Jian Wushuang stood up and looked at the heroic woman with a complex look not far away.

"Come here, I have a few questions to ask you, don't think about running away, you can't run away."

...

With Jian Wushuang's protection, there is only one restaurant left in the mainland.

At this moment, in the main hall of the huge restaurant, in front of a round table, sitting in eight circles.

Jian Wushuang sat in the middle, next to him, followed by Di Qing and others.

The heroic woman had also been seated, and she glanced at him from time to time.

The two thin and weak bodies sat opposite Jian Wushuang, with two eyes staring straight at the table.

"Eat." Jian Wushuang said softly.

After getting the allowed order, the two figures couldn't take care of anything, and swallowed directly.

"These two boys, it seems that Mao hasn't even grown up yet? What are you doing running around?" Chen Qing looked at the two with some surprise.

Jian Wushuang was also a little curious, and the two boys at the moment looked really immature.

And the faces of the two are almost the same, just like twins.

"Hey, brother, it's delicious..." The most immature face, and some silly boy holding a plate of dishes in his hand, hehe smirked.

With a determined look, another kid with a slightly thick face, nodded incessantly, and then quickly stuffed all kinds of food into his mouth.

Such two skinny guys ate up a table full of dishes at a rate of wind and clouds.

But then there was another dish presented, unlimited for them to eat.

Jian Wushuang did not speak, and has been watching the two of them with great interest for dinner.

Although these two boys are not even ancestors, they have some realm foundations and should not be so dependent on food.

But looking at their food, it seems like they have never had a full meal.

I don't know how long after that, the two guys who ate madly finally stopped planning to eat again.

I touched my belly subconsciously, and my eyes were firm and thin, and I stood up hurriedly, facing the sword Wushuang archery, "Master Cheng Fuze, our brothers have never had a full meal , It’s the first time today, it’s greatly appreciated."

Another silly kid looked at his brother with a grin, and then recounted this remarkably.

"I haven't had a full meal since birth?" Chen Qing was slightly surprised.

The thin body nodded and said frankly, "Our two brothers are all alone. When we have a memory, we can only rely on each other and make it difficult to eat a full meal."

Chen Qing asked again, "Then you are not honestly staying in your original place, what are you running for?"

The thin body heard the words and scratched his head. "My brother is a fool of wits and chaos. I want to take him to see his brain."

Such childish remarks made a few smiles on the scene.

"Hey, my brother said I'm a fool, I'm a fool." The kid with a stupid gaze, grinned again.

As his brother said, this kid is indeed a fool who is in a state of chaos.

The thin figure scratched his head again, and finally said solemnly, "My name is Song Wuxin, and my brother is Song Wuyan. Here I thank several adults for their life-saving grace, which I will never forget."

"Where are you going to take him for a look?" Jian Wushuang looked at him and then asked.

The thin figure named Song Wuxin shook his head, and then said, "In the place where I lived before, there was a well-informed old monk who said that my brother's brain is innate and unwise, and there is no way to change it. , But I don’t believe, I want to find a fairy from UU reading www.uukanshu.com, and let the fairy see my brother.”

The fairy in Song Wuxin's mouth is Yan Xian.

Looking at his still hopeful look, Jian Wushuang only sighed in his heart.

The innate spiritual wisdom is not open, and it is in a state of chaos, that is to say, such a life should not appear, but it was born because of various opportunities. It is a pure white paper.

This blank piece of paper that shouldn't have been born is innately missing, and I am afraid it is difficult to make up.

Even if it is supplemented with some kind of supreme secret method, it will cover the original memory.

But at least for now, even the essence of Jiu Zhuan Dayan Xian is helpless.

In the end, Jian Wushuang still said, "If I say, the fairy can't heal your brother?"

Song Wuxin stunned, and his eyes flashed a bit of loss, but soon he grinned again, "I can't heal a fairy, then I will look for another fairy, and keep searching until I find a fairy who can cure my brother. "